Molly froze as Richie's head made it's descent into her chest, she did not know what to do, what kind of sick person let this stuff happen to her?

She came back to Earth with a bump as Richie started to mumble incoherently, she sent a meaningful look to Eddie, who nodded in affirmative.

"Righto! " He kicked Richie's legs out from underneath, Molly noted with disgust that there was drool on her jumper.

" Eurgh, the dirty git dribbled " She moaned.

" Yyes well, I was a bit over stim-u-lated " Countered Richie. " Now if you'll excuse me, I need to use the restroom" He tossed his hair and marched out, waddling slightly.

Molly sighed and pinched the bridge of her nose in annoyance as Eddie sauntered over to the gin laden tea, drinking it all down with a gulp.

" You've got weird friends Eddie "

" He's not my friend" He said matter of factly as Molly began to dish out breakfast. " More like an unfortunate meal ticket"

" Well Eddie when I first arrived you weren't really eating anything decent" She cracked the top of a boiled egg, salting it and dunking a piece of buttered toast in the yolk.

" Yes..well, I was on a liquid diet."

Molly snorted at this remark, it was sad but true. She brought the length of toast to her mouth, yolk dripping from the end, when she noticed how studiously Eddie was watching. Molly inwardly grinned and snapped her jaws, tearing the toast savagely as it crunched in her mouth. Eddie winced and started on his own breakfast.

" God that was sexy " She laughed, wiping the butter smeared on her chin

" It has been noted and catalogued."

" Hopefully not like that lingerie catalogue I found jammed between those old copies of The Observer."

Eddie wrinkled his nose " Just don't touch the art history b-"

Richie slammed into the room loudly, a look of panic on his smiling/grimacing face " Ahauhahua Eddie, don't bore the poor girl to death, I don't think she wants to know."

Eddie and Richie both shot looks at the other, two pairs of fists raised for combat.

" You know what...I don't want to know, I just want us all to sit down and eat bloody breakfast! "

Breakfast was resumed quietly, Molly sat between Eddie and Richie to deter further violence. She had resigned herself to eating with a knife and fork to avoid exciting Richie.

"This is great isn't it? " Piped Richie after a tense few minutes.

" If this was great Richie, you would be Nicole Kidman, and Molly would be Cher."

Molly laughed and thought about it " If this was great Richie, you'd be Robbie Williams and Eddie would be Gary Barlow"

" Ahauhahaugh, 'Relight My Fire' Molly " Richie grinned, elbowing Molly in the side.

Eddie promptly opened the can of beer in Molly's face, covering her in white foam " Take That Molly "

Richie promptly smashed his mug over Eddie's head " Oi! She's my bird! You went too far buster! " He grabbed a greying hanky from his pocket and was about to sponge Molly himself, before hesitating and handing it to her.

Molly was quite shocked that he had let her clean herself, almost touched by his chivalry. " We'll go later Eddie, won't we Richie? You're round first? " She placed her hand on his knee pleadingly and grinned inwardly, if she played her game right, she could get free drinks all night, especially if Spudgun and Dave Hedgehog were there.

Richie could only stutter and affirmative as she began to trace circles on his leg, an odd look on her face.

A/N: Woo! Sufficiently recovered from my hangover to post :D. Been getting more views so that's nice, but come on people! Please review, please oh please?! I know you're there :C Anyways in the next chapter, Molly gets drunk ;)